She felt him slide his hands around her waist, and then down to the bottom of her skirt. “You know, he told her, Just to be on the safe side, I thi...k you should be frisked. I never know what kind of a weapon you might be carrying.” He pushed her into the bedroom, and up against a wall. “Put your hands on the wall, and spread your legs.” She did as he said, and he started “frisking” her. He started at the top and slid his hands over her breasts. Her nipples hardened as he kept running his. When we finished with that, she jumped down from the stool, and I was still behind her with a boner. Somehow Sharon had came off the stool in a backwards motion, and while coming down she caught my cock with her backside. This did not feel too good either, because her weight sort of caught my cock and put a lot of pressure downward. I went “oomph”, and held my hand over my crotch. Sharon laughed at me and asked me if she broke it. We had a good laugh out of that. But there was nothing else. . well, you know." I didn't then. I guess I do now though. Do you feel better now?"Her brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"I smiled warmly at the lovely woman across from me. "You didn't do that for my benefit." I said.Her grin dimmed slightly. "No." she said after a brief pause.I held my smile, linked and sent her a pulse of warmth, affection and understanding."You've told me before that us being close makes you horny. Back in the hospital you said 'I feel like I'll die if I can't feel your skin. He knew it was inevitable. He would not be able to stop it, so he resumed his pounding of his wife's drenched pussy, unloading his balls inside her. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he grunted as he drove his dick in and out with force until there was no more cum to give.Kimberly enjoyed the feel of him coming, but there was no denying she was disappointed. She had just begun to really enjoy his rough handling of her, the feel of his dick inside her and the way he had taken.